Aquarius woke up slowly from his spot under the oak tree in his field and rubbed his eyes about two yards away stood Scorpio gazing at the starry mimic sky deep in thought, “don’t often se your face around these parts anymore scorps. You look troubled.”
Scorpio turned his gaze cold and focused “we’ve been around for billions of years but what have we accomplished?”
Aquarius widened his eyes in surprise “wow…that’s deep for you. If you’re expecting a deep answer from me you’ve been workin too hard.” Aquarius morphed into Scorpio in a straight jacket “all work and no play is making you crazy.”
Scorpio chuckled slightly “maybe so but it’s the only life I know sadly.”
Aquarius clapped his hands “you are crazy you just laughed you never laugh remember your mister stone face remember.”
Scorpio coughed “go back to sleep Aquarius your seeing and hearing things.
|i tend to be a bit dark but that tends to happen when you've been state property all your life. i recently took up a hobby that allows me to make torture machines from wood, steel and cloth. i hate trolls, bullies ect and will root for the under dog when no one else will. i have no religion but i am very open minded about politics and religion. if you are stressed i will listen to your fears, hates whatever if it will help you destress. i have multiple mental illnesses and have been called crazy and a psychopath by the normies...but in my oppinion being normal is so.....boring....and who is considered normal anymore anyways? huh?|